help!My wife doesn't love wealthy families, she wants to divorce

"What happened?"

Didn't you say to meet the client?How did you break your head?

"There was a little accident on the way back, and the skin was broken, but it's nothing serious."

Feng Yihan replied with a faint smile, and sat down on the sofa with Feng Lin's support.

What kind of little accident can break the head?

Xia Rou was puzzled, but she saw that Feng Yihan didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any more, and just slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

"Oh—Aunt Zhou is cooking, I'll help."

Usually, Feng Yihan and the others are busy at home, Xia Rou is very used to this way of getting along, and Feng Lin is also there, there must be company information to talk about, Xia Rou consciously avoids it.

"sister in law!"

Feng Lin suddenly called out to her angrily.

Xia Rou stopped in confusion, turned around, and quietly waited for his next words.

"How can you be so indifferent?"

Regardless of Feng Yihan's stop, Feng Lin loudly complained about his dissatisfaction with Xia Rou.

"My brother was anxious to rush back after seeing the client, but on the way to avoid an accident with a child, his head was smashed. I wanted to tell you, but my brother said he didn't want you to worry, and he didn't want to worry about it. I would like to let you misunderstand again. I am not allowed to tell you even if I get through the phone.

When the doctor bandaged him, he said that he might have a mild concussion, and wanted him to stay in the hospital for observation, but my brother was worried that you and the children would be worried at home, so he insisted on refusing to rush back to eat with you. Now you know that he How can you be so indifferent when you are injured? "

Feng Lin poured out all his dissatisfaction with Xia Rou.

"My brother always speaks for you in front of the old man at family gatherings, and we are not allowed to complain about you, but how can you be so cruel to him?"

Xia Rou was stunned, "—"

She doesn't know—

Until Feng Yihan scolded Feng Lin, "Feng Lin! What nonsense are you talking about? It's just a little skin injury, and it's not like you're going to die. How can there be so many things?"

"elder brother!"

Feng Lin glared at Feng Yihan with an angry face.

"What's the use of you protecting her like this? She is a cold-hearted, cold-blooded, ruthless woman. Her mind is all on her children, and she doesn't care about you at all. Even if you die, she won't be sad. !"

There was a dead silence in the air.

Seeing this, Feng Lin became even angrier.

"Forget it, you are a couple anyway, you can do whatever you like! I'm leaving."

Anyway, if he ever met a woman who didn't care about him, he would have kicked her long ago.

She was exhausted outside, and she didn't even have a good face when she got home. Only his brother, a big grievance, would coax such a woman as Baolai.

Seeing Feng Lin leave, and seeing Xia Rou staring blankly in place, Feng Yihan smiled helplessly.

"Feng Lin is just worried about me, that's why he talks like this. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Xia Rou nodded, "I know."

She didn't say anything more, just slightly bent the corners of her lips, and went into the kitchen to help Aunt Zhou.

"—"

Feng Yihan sighed silently in his heart.

It was during dinner that Xia Baoer found out that her father was injured, and greeted her anxiously on the spot. Feng Yihan's mood improved a lot because of his daughter's concern.

After dinner, Feng Yihan played with his daughter in the children's room, and Xia Rou took care of Xiaochen's bathing, drinking milk and other things.

After she was done coaxing her son to sleep, she took the baby bottle and went downstairs to disinfect it.

When she came back again, she found Feng Yihan was in her room staring at Xiao Chen'an's sleeping face in a daze.

"The children are asleep, what's there to see."

After saying something lightly, Xia Rou put the baby bottle on the table next to her.

"Didn't you mean a concussion? If you're all injured, go back and rest early. I want to rest too."

Feng Yihan suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Xiarou, if I die, won't you really be sad?"

His actions startled Xia Rou, and subconsciously placed her hand on his chest to prevent them from getting too close.

"If you die, Bao'er and Chen'an will be very sad."

No father, no matter for any child, is a very sad thing.

"What about you?" Feng Yihan couldn't help asking, "Xia Rou, I just want to know, will you be sad? Or, would you rather wish for me to die?"

Xia Rou will not be able to answer this question for a while.

Because she didn't think about it.

So whether it was against her will or sincerity, she couldn't answer in the first time.

Now Feng Yihan's questioning made Xia Rou think carefully.

Does she really want him to die?

"No."

Xia Rou unconsciously blurted out.

Feng Yihan was stunned, "What?"

Xia Rou took a deep breath, "I said, whether it was when I hated you the most or now, I never thought about the vicious thought of wishing you to die."

She just wanted to stay away from him, that's all.

Feng Yihan's mind went blank for a moment.

"Really? So you don't hate me now, do you?"

As long as Xia Rou can let go of her hatred for him and untie the knot that hinders the two of them, their relationship will definitely get better.

Xia Rou was not stupid, she could guess what Feng Yihan was thinking from his excited face, she couldn't bear to spoil his mood, so she nodded.

In fact, even she herself didn't know whether she still hated him or not?

It may be because Xia Rou felt that her mood and attitude towards Feng Yihan had indeed become calmer under the intervention and relief of the psychiatrist during this period of time.

But she didn't know if that counted as letting go.

Feng Yihan, who was clearly returned, was so overjoyed that he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her.

Xia Rou retreated subconsciously, but Feng Yihan hugged her tightly around her waist, no matter how much she retreated, she couldn't break free from his embrace, so she couldn't help being a little annoyed.

"Feng Yihan, let go of me."

"But I want to kiss you."

"—"

When Xia Rou wanted to say something more, Feng Yihan's kiss had already fallen——

Early next morning.

Xia Rou was woken up by her son's crying.

She turned over and squinted her eyes to get up, but suddenly felt light on the other side of the bed, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that Feng Yihan had come to the cradle and carried her son out of it to coax her.

Xia Rou was in a trance for a moment.

How did it happen last night?

Feng Yihan went back and forth, and raised his eyebrows when he saw her wake up.

"Did Chen'an wake you up?"

"Ah."

Now that Xiao Chen'an has been handed over to Aunt Zhou, Xia Rou plans to sleep for a while.

Feng Yihan climbed onto the bed from the other side and held her in his arms.

Neither of them spoke.

Xia Rou didn't know what to say, so she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

But she didn't know, because her non-resistance made Feng Yihan happy.

Xia Baoer opened the door and came in rubbing her eyes, "Mummy—"

The little girl didn't finish her words.

"—"

The family of three stared at each other, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing that Xia Roushe died.

In the end, Feng Yihan showed his father's majesty.

"Bao'er, get out."